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2004-02-03 09:41:10 ET
I am not doing well these days. I wish I could say different, but the truth is when pills start to look good not counting the normal amount for pain, it's not a good thing not at all.
I am just all weepy, and I know that its because I feel that I have a lot on my plate right now but it can only get better, and I have to think of that, must think that way or I wont be useful at all. My mom says that God wont give you more than you can handle, well why does God think I am so strong that I can deal with so much shit in this life. I have to start thinking that I can do this, or I wont make it, I will wind up in a hospital some where talking about the good old days with some 40 year old schizophrenic named Barbie. I don't know what to do, just keep going I guess. That is what I have to do to make it.
Keep the hope alive. Then maybe I can make it through the days. |
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